"Uhh, uhh, uhhhhhhh," Jason shuddered as Christopher eased his cock into his ass. Christopher's hand pumped Jason's swollen tool in time to his thrusts, as he tried to distract his lover from the slight discomfort of being breached for the first time that night. He had prepared Jason well with first one, then two, then three well-lubricated fingers. The th...
It was my junior year in college and things weren't any better than before. I was still considered the brains of my classes and no one wanted to be my friend. I guess because I looked the part everyone avoided me. I was tall and thin, gangly you could call me. I had a class where some of the football jocks attended. The main man was Joey, the star quarterb...
Many people assume that they are the only ones who have a tough life. What a load of bull! My name is Steve Darcy and I am a Haitian-American police officer and part-time community mentor living in the city of Brockton. My message is to all the people in this world who think they have it tough. Please, folks, shut the hell up! We're all bombarded with messag...
*Author's note: The two main characters are 18. This story takes a little while to develop, and for the two main characters to meet. I have most of it completed and will post chapters as often as I can. I hope you enjoy it. * Chapter 1: Relocation "I can't believe you are doing this to me!" I shouted as I stormed up the stairs to my room. My parents were s...
The second game of the campaign was another away match: our opponents took the name of and played in the grounds of a pub called The Cock Inn, which given the activities of the previous few matches could have been seen as a bit of an omen. It was the first week of September and my defensive centre-back pointed to me in training, that as we lost our last fou...
I had literally creamed myself almost nightly for Phil's body, but Phil was about as straight as they come—and getting all the female tail he could handle if all the talk around campus was true. We were both attending the university on athletic scholarships—Phil on a football and baseball scholarship and me on a wrestling scholarship, wrestling being a good...
My name is Dylan. I am hot, much hotter than anyone I have encountered in the past 20 years. I have rippling waves of abs, each of which are equally as ripped as the next. The girls crawl over me, leaving no spot unattended to. My smooth back, toned legs (hairless of course) and curved ass. I keep up with a nice tan, all over. I am drooled over and named the...
Pete and I had just finished playing a couple of sets of tennis at the club and had sat down at a big courtside table for a beer before showering and leaving. Suddenly, five Latin hunks—all bulging muscles and steamy looks—descended on the court. We'd been told that members of a visiting Brazilian soccer team had signed up for the court after us, and I reaso...
Shane was extremely nervous. He had made a triumphant return to Marshall, much to the delight of the cheerleader core and his football buds. Everyone asked where he’d been. He just said that he’d been on vacation. He didn’t tell them about the hefty cashier’s check that he’d deposited in the bank this morning. He didn’t tell them about the sexual escapades....
(A note to readers: Yes, I know this story does not have any gay sex in it, but it is primarily setting the stage for chapters to come. That being said, let me know what you think. A big thanks to LaRascasse for her editing.) * I stood at the bottom of the hill, facing my dorm. I had just arrived at college. It was mid August and my truck was packed full....